The Heron

Slowly imperceptible
   those grey feet slide
   in the pond-hidden
   from the green late-summer-waters
   from the road,
   behind the forest leaf-camouflage
   to almost every eye.

This might seem like judgment
   as an ususpecting fish is speared
   it might feel like injustice
   bad luck
   at least to pond creatures
   as this intruder invades their world.

Yet the grey historic bird
   has been part of both worlds
   over and over again
   flying large
   striding softly
   imperceptible to the universe.






September 13, 2009